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The Ruins of Takadachi Fort
Ah, summer grasses wave !
The warriors’ brave deeds were a dream !
Bash
Ah, summer grasses wave !
The warriors’ brave deeds were a dream !
Bash
The autumn gloaming deepens into night;
Black ’gainst the slowly-fading orange light,
On withered bough a lonely crow is sitting.
Trans. by Clara A. Walsh
Black ’gainst the slowly-fading orange light,
On withered bough a lonely crow is sitting.
Trans. by Clara A. Walsh
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